His eyes were very dark and murderous when a woman of peerless appearance and aura emerged from the elevator half a dozen meters away.

She wore a thick velvet red blazer over her s.h.i.+rt and long black skirt. A pair of white strappy wedge sandals were on her feet.

Given his enhanced memories, he clearly remembered seeing this woman once, within Ever Victorious. She was that gorgeous woman who collided with him but didn't make any more fuss.

Such a ridiculous coincidence. Was she the real person who took him in? Or was this arranged by that unreasonable uncle too?

Within ten seconds, the woman arrived by his side, asking, "h.e.l.lo. How are you feeling? Can you hear me?"

The man didn't retract his dark gaze. He didn't welcome the existence of this woman in the world because he also knew who she was and what role she played in that person's life.

He didn't answer even after a minute of their staring contest, hence, the Missy additionally asked, "Can you speak? Do you remember what happened to you?"

Instead of answering, the man's black eyes looked around again. A few seconds later, he moved his legs and got off the operating table.

'... This person is surely a host. And she most likely enticed the people here to work for her through those tall machines and robots armed with seemingly advanced weapons. Must be from that immoral system.'

He walked past her and headed towards the private elevator. Behind him, he heard an alarmed and confused female voice.

"Mister Albarez? Please, wait. Where do you think you are going? Don't you want to know first what happened and how long you've been asleep?"

The chest of the man constricted more when he heard his name. It was an alarming discovery. So much that his murderous aura shot up and locked onto the woman.

His hoa.r.s.e and husky voice sharply echoed into her ears. The question he asked was so shocking to the female immoral host who still couldn't believe that this non-host could immediately move even after falling into a coma for so long.

Gio was on three meters away from the goal. His glaring eyes went to the owner of this lab.

"... So why are you still alive?"

'What?'

Clarissa's Original took some time to process what her hearing captured. Afterward, she withdrew her smiling and concerned expression, her face that turned serious hid the ferociousness underneath her seemingly solemn gaze.

'... I became careless, forgetting this man's true backer is an all-knowing high-level host...'

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